don't let their seemingly straight-passing tension fool you, they are still very gay and dysfunctional

bonus:

Kinda adore the fact that any time the Master comes back to Doctor Who the Doctor basically pauses the story and tells their companions "sorry, gotta deal with some psychosexual romantic drama with my on-and-off-again genderfluid homicidal ex/narrative foil that WILL traumatize you (and your family/boyfriend/loved ones) for the rest of your lives" all the while the companions are literally just the Live Slug meme

all thirteen era today :)

Gary Russell I will find you and destroy you

I just think they should’ve kissed. Once. And then beaten the shit out of eachother

Same software

this took way too long eugh

drew this for autism acceptance/awareness month

its amazing that the doctor is confirmed to be autistic

EDIT: for those wondering if it is cannon, it is!!

the doctor and the master be like. I need to stop you, there’s no me without you, I want to burn everything dear to you, there’s no you with out me, i have known you for centuries, who am i with out you, i will always fight you, i can’t live without you, i will protect them from you, i’ll give it all up for you, come with me, live with me, run with me, look at me, see me, hear my name and fear, hear my name and rejoice, i will always love you, i will always know you

the doctor has their own league of evil exes a la ramona flowers, except their seven evil exes are all different incarnations of the master

whatever the doctor and the master have going on is so much more complex than just “enemies-to-lovers” or even “friends-to-enemies-to-lovers” in the most deranged way possible. they’re friends, enemies, lovers, rivals, bitter exes, reluctant allies, arch-nemeses, and they’re constantly, rapidly oscillating between those things. usually they’re more than one of those things simultaneously. they’re lovers who regularly try to kill each other. they’re tentatively repairing their friendship but still can’t trust each other. they’re hatefucking. they’re searching in each other for a lost innocence they can never truly recover. they’re enemies with benefits. they’re each going scorched-earth to annihilate the other. they’re a disgrace to their species. they’re the last of their species. they both want to carve out the parts of themselves that resemble the other. they ran together through fields of red grass under the orange sky of their now-destroyed homeworld and made a pact to run away together to see every star in the universe. i just. do you understand.

the history between us does mean something. it’s the rage and pain in my hearts.